Terrestrial Medicine
pour me more earth wet, sweet soil in my cup please my cup I’ll drink it for that…
November 1, 2023
Browsing Tag
Poet
My Violin and Me
I pull the horse hair across four strings release, let her sing she’s an angel bellowing bound to…
October 2, 2023
September 21
I suppose I don’t need the haircut. The gold hoops. Black boots laced high beneath strong, toned thighs.…
September 29, 2023
Old Madam Randson
Old Madam Randson knew what she wanted, and what she did not. She wasted no time pining after…
September 25, 2023
My Dust, My Ash
I dip my toes in last eve’s ashes Kick the dust around me Marvelous whirl, afloat Tiny drifting…
September 21, 2023
Re-Publishing my Poetry Book
as long i’ve allowed the world to direct me i’ve never truly heard myself speaking i’m afraid to…
September 14, 2023
“Being a Woman” Collection by Michele Lee Sefton
This summer, I kept Michele Lee Sefton’s poetry series “Being a Woman” close. I didn’t want them to…
September 10, 2023
“Turning Phases”
You know, I think I’ve been stalling. Pausing a turning phase. I’m sitting in my favorite corner, August’s…
August 31, 2023
Pink and Sweet Pine
I drift and I dream and conjure fond memories of pink and sweet pine A little bit about…
May 14, 2023